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You’ve seen Grey’s PEDS, you’ve seen his auction strategy, you’ve seen his Pitcher Pairings, you’ve seen his rankings, you’ve seen his Fantasy Baseball War Room, you’ve seen his mustache… doode’s an open book (and actually, he’s got one of them, too). He’s fantasy baseball’s equivalent of Anna Paquin, constantly naked but odd-looking, so who cares? Wait, he’s more like Helen Hunt, willing to do full frontal, but way past his expiration date. Hmm, maybe Anne Hathaway, baring it all but overrated in terms of talent and sexiness? Point is, he shows a lot, but he’s less accessible than he appears.

I’ve always been fond of autumn. Mother Nature is packing it in, so there’s no more mowing the lawn or weeding the garden. The chill in the air means I can hide my bald spot with a cap and mask my belly with an extra shirt, no questions asked. Please, blog, may I have some more?

I already explained what this series of entries is about in last week’s article. If there’s one thing we stalkers hate, it’s locked doors… but if there’s another thing we hate, it’s paper shredders. My point is, somewhere on that list of things we hate is having to explain ourselves, so click that link if you have no idea what’s going on here. Please, blog, may I have some more?

As a real baseball fan and fantasy baseball junkie, I like to keep a close watch on certain players (too close, according to some states’ penal codes). Some time back, while Grey and I were surreptitiously collecting Ryan Braun’s sweat during a bikram yoga session, I mentioned that I keep many of my thoughts on these players in a diary. Please, blog, may I have some more?